Suddenly turning his head, Er Guotou looked at Miss Red Wine's smile and was greatly surprised in his heart: "Where lies the crucial move for victory or defeat if not here?"

"Didn't Miss Tieguanyin already say everything? What is she still hiding from us?"

Facing his somewhat anxious expression, Miss Red Wine only slightly squinted her eyes and whispered, "Although Tieguanyin is trapped in the Old Yin Mountain, she has always been observing this world. She understands it the best and has the most ideas."

"When I was in Old Yin Mountain, I conversed with her, and even after she went to Shangjing, she stayed in contact at the Lifebound Spirit Temple. Perhaps she found me clever enough to share many insights about this world."

"Including, how to truly engage in this magical duel with the Ten Surnames!"

"It is..."

Miss Red Wine's brow furrowed slightly, and she whispered, "Rebel against the superior, a world massacre!"

Just hearing these eight words caused Er Guotou's heart to tremble as he looked at Hu Ma, who was single-handedly defying the Li Family's Old Well's name-calling magic.

Hu Ma had already lost the nine columns of Taoist Skill to the Li Family's Housekeeper but maintained a cold stare. The remaining One Incense still stood firm, unmoved by the Old Well's name-calling.

The Li Family's magic indeed proved formidable.

Originally, the State Preceptor directed me to cultivate the nine columns of Tao since, in his perception, that was the utmost limit of cultivation.

And the fact that the Li Family could call away my nine incense signifies that their magic surpasses that of the State Preceptor.

But at this moment, Hu Ma still holds one column of incense, and even its true prowess has not been unleashed, yet his actions have halted.

Because his peripheral vision noticed that in the Bloodstain Pond, the blood aura on Burning Blade had reached a certain degree, indicating he was ready to join forces with the Evil Servant and deal with the God-given King.

Perhaps the resolution won't come easily, but action is imperative.

"Mr. Hu..."

At this juncture, the entire attention of the Li Family's Housekeeper was on Hu Ma, sternly demanding: "Won't you cease your actions yet?"

"Our Li Family has nurtured this magic for twenty years, and it was not intended to deal with someone like you..."

The tone of his voice revealed a sense of heartfelt anguish.

The Li Family nurtured this magic for twenty years, not aimed at Hu Ma, nor intended for anyone.

The essence of the Old Well's name-calling magic is deterrence, not an attack on anyone. Its greatest power lies in persistent accumulation, ensuring its eventual eruption is formidable.

In essence, it's been used once already, and even if sealed again, its power would not be the same, and its deterrence much diminished.

Yet something is better than nothing; he still hoped Hu Ma would concede this defeat and use the weight to seal the well.

Facing the bitter warning, Hu Ma paid no heed, his gaze already directed towards Miss Red Wine, clearly understanding Miss Red Wine's true intentions differ from her original words.

"Tieguanyin said that they have all taken the wrong path."

At this moment, Miss Red Wine openly looked at Hu Ma and softly said, "Even the State Preceptor, mimicking the Reincarnator too closely, took the wrong path."

"But you alone still have hope to choose the correct path, so we'll present you with a great gift, leveraging the first scene captured by the Reincarnator."

"Hold it steady!"

"..."

While speaking, she suddenly turned as cold as icy frost, her ten fingers blooming like lotus flowers, gradually forming a spell.

Then, raising her eyes to look towards the Bloodstain Pond, she softly called, "Burning Blade."

"It's about to begin!"

"Swish!"

Almost as soon as Miss Red Wine called out the name of Burning Blade, the young man abruptly opened his eyes, revealing within them a pair of silver needles melting under Miss Red Wine's casting.

In nearly an instant, he recalled his identity, realizing the sequence of events and his current situation.

The shadow from mutual history retreated from him, yet the surging blood aura layered over him by the Bloodstain Pond remained. As the shadow vanished, this boundless blood aura fell into a void, akin to rootless wood.

Or like mountainous waves, suspended above the sea.

Hu Ma's voice at this moment became almost hoarse: "You all..."

Miss Red Wine smiled as she looked at Hu Ma and said, "You actually knew long ago that only this way could we stand a chance to win against the Ten Surnames, right?"

"Don't think you can shoulder everything alone; not even a hundred incense can be borne by you."

"And don't think truly defeating the Ten Surnames will enable heaven and earth to change."

"To raise a new world, this world must bleed..."

"..."

"..."

Listening to this, Hu Ma's previously repressed feelings surged violently, turning into burning hot blood, ultimately transforming into a sigh, as he raised his head toward the mortal world.

The underworld and mortal realm, differing in severity, time also diverges; the Bloodstain Pond lies in the underworld's depths, where time slows. Amidst this magical duel, six to seven days have swept through the mortal realm.

In front of Menghu Pass, the Three Alliance Armies engaged in continuous fierce battles, finding themselves in extremely dire circumstances.

During the day, Quzhou magicians, the Xinghun Sect with various capable individuals, and clan powers, along with private militia fierce generals guarded the pass. The Three Alliance Armies dispatched soldiers, naturally met by defenders here, both sides engaged in a siege and defense, magical duels, and fierce fighting to their utmost, dazzling all.